#Vindicated

[webheadedhero]

@revenantinflames

And they were roommates.

[stompandhollar]

i shipped billford in a toxic funny ironic way when i was 14 those ARE my credentials

[mylittleredgirl]

when i say “i like your shoelaces” i specifically mean the 1992 canadian promotional shoelaces for mcdonald’s pizza

[emeraldspiral]

Another interesting thing I picked up on from looking at Vindicated again.

Dib says he yanked an alien transmitter from one of Zim's computers which is used to send encoded messages from other alien races and that his plan was to use it to call Zim names in alien languages before Dwicky suggested that they pretend to be aliens.

So other alien languages do exist in IZ, they don't just inexplicably speak English across the universe. Zim and presumably many other alien species have translators and Dib stole one from Zim, which is probably how he's able to communicate with other aliens outside of earth.

Also, per usual, instead of playing it close to the chest and trying to hide the fact that he had this thing from Zim, Dib's plan A was to use it to say slurs non-anonymously, which makes him the most realistic fictional 12-year-old ever.

[watchfuldeer]

well he was my uncle

succession 4.03 connor's wedding

[blakbonnet]

HORNBERRY LOVES STEDE (IN A STOCKHOLM SYNDROME WAY)

[tangerinequeen19]

hmmm remember when half the dash was all "of COURSE he WOnt do MEgAmiX, dOnt you knoW anYthing ab FESTIVAL viBeZZ?!?'"

[2009kidcore]

Miiroku on deviantART

[distressednoise]

[emonite666]

[yappacadaver]

And can I just say. To all the haters on Reddit who said “don’t call him peepaw he’s not old! >:(“ how gratifying it was for him to flip out on me the night before our little suicide mission about how he’s old and older than me and how he’s gonna die and how I’m gonna outlive him because I’m young and he’s old. Yeagh.

[pop-punk-jaskier]

Dashboard Confessional // Vindicated

[puckpocketed]

recent emerald city hockey podcast confirming literally everything i wrote in my joey propaganda WEEKS ago i feel so jskdjdhsjh

[neonscandal]

my love language is people reblogging my unhinged predictions/conspiracies.

[madxmoonlight]

And I am flawed

But I am cleaning up so well

I am seeing in me now

The things you swore you saw yourself

[xtrablak674]

Catching Hands, Feet and Chairs

To be honest I don't really fucks with reality TV, especially those programs started by whyte folks where Black people commit violence and hostility towards each other for the benefit of views. Outside of RPDR which I left years ago for Mr. Charles problematic new behavior as someone with new-found wealth, I didn't have any of this unscripted drama in my life. I felt this was better for the soul. In the same vain I had forgone watching the systematic violence that police et al performed on Black bodies. My mental health was tentative on a good day, I didn't need that poison taking up residence in my head.

But yesterday while Tumbling, a video showed up in my feed, it seemed to be some ClipClock footage showing some kind of brawl. And listening to NPR at that time I hadn't heard of any news that correlated to what I was seeing, so I just thought it was some random occurrence. It would be later that I would hear about the brawl by an Alabaman boat dock started of course by some obstinate whyte folks.

I will readily admit, when it started to auto-play I truly didn't know what I was watching. Some Black dude wearing something that clearly looked like a uniform threw his hat in the air and these white thugs were attacking him. I was like #WTF is going on, and truly I wanted to pull myself away but like a well-crafted drama it kept getting better. Another person who was initially out of frame seemed to be running to this brother's rescue. I was aghast because these white terrorist were beating this man like he had no one who loved him.

What was taking me out was the background comments from the onlookers who were clearly also Black, you can hear their outrage and more and more quickly responded to the ongoing melee happening on this dock, including one young blood who literally jumped in the water and swam over to assist his skin-folks. I saw sisters wearing traditional summer-wear the long dresses that Black womens love to wear, come on down to let the Karen's know, NOT TODAY KAREN! #👊🏿

I had mixed feelings of bemusement, shame, pride, anger and satisfaction as I saw these clearly entitled whyte folks catch hands, feet and chairs! Seriously this has been the highlight of two-thousand and twenty three in my humble opinion. All the shenanigans going on in this country it felt like a societal releasing of steam, as these Black hands rose up to defend one of our own. I felt such solidarity with everyone there and the feelings of being sick and tired of being sick and tired. I realize that the whytes are also human beings, but I think I am not alone in feeling like they think they should take up all the oxygen not leaving any for anyone else. That any space that they occupy is obviously and naturally theirs!

Trust, I am not even mad at chair-guy beating some sense into those whyte skulls and I know that collectively we will protect his identity irregardless of the authorities pursuit of him. These people inadvertently were expressing the frustration we all have every day for the micro-aggressions, the unapproved loans, the unsigned lease, the job not awarded, the raise that never came, the promotion that went to someone else, to the missing that were never found, to using our pain as a tool in some political game. We're done! And this even for a moment was a healthy way to let of some steam off and beat the ass of the figure-head of white supremacy!

[Graphic by Brown estate based on a saying heard in the elementary school yard]